What a joke. Hope wasn't something present in the boy's life. It has never been, never since he was born. His life, if anything, has ever been filled with despair. The despair of being too smart, the despair of losing his own father and barely feel anything, the despair of being someone he didn't wish to be. There has never been, not even once, a seed of hope in his life. Ah, no, in fact, maybe there was. A young girl with a red scarf; she had been the only and best hope Shintaro was ever able to feel, ever able to welcome into his life; and yet, hadn't he himself been at fault for her suicide?
Just like it was his fault Takane was no longer there.
His heart had stopped as soon as Junko spoke once again. Why did Takane leave him all alone? That's... that's right. As much as the boy himself desired, more than anything, to end this painful life of his, he never did. For the sake of his mother, of Momo, of Ayano, Haruka and Takane. As selfish as the male could be, she had always been in his thoughts whenever he wanted to end it; and yet, he wasn't in hers--
Junko was wrong. There was a little, small flaw in what she had said. Whether or not Takane had mentioned him in her suicide note, they were set to revive in that place, and Takane knew that. In a fit of despair perhaps, something Shintaro could understand more than well, she had been unable to stand the pain she, perhaps, was going through. Takane, in any shape or form, would have wanted, willingly, to leave him alone. To leave Ayano or Haruka, as much as she didn't seem to remember him, alone. He knew, from a few years of friendship, that she cared about the three of them.
And what would a stranger know?
"SHUT UP!" And he snapped, the sadness he felt moments prior slowly fading away, for an uncontrollable anger take control of his thoughts and actions. He rose from where he was, kneeled down before Takane's body, only to grab at the woman's collar, pulling her way too close to his face. The fear Shintaro felt had been subsided completely. "What do you know?! What do you know about Takane?! Even if you are right, even if she isn't coming back-- Even if that was my fault, don't you dare to ever talk about her like that. If she was suffering, death was the best option. Even I know that. You don't know the reason I killed myself for her. And I would do it again, for her or for any of my friends. If it was ever my fault that they went through endless suffering, then I have no rights to stay alive."
Words that the male never thought that would leave his mouth like that just did, and towards a stranger, towards someone who had no rights to listen to any of that. And yet, blind by anger, he just continued.
"I don't care, I don't care if she wouldn't do the same for me! Just the fact she was there, just the fact she was my friend is enough for me. If she ever killed herself because I did, if our roles were switched, I would have yelled at her! I would have hated myself for ever thinking of doing it! WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!"
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